Chapter 970 Mia's gaze on Louisa grew heavy with scrutiny. She didn't expect her to come from Yellow Island.
Nord City and Bern City used to be one in the past. The city was split into two after the feudal government was overthrown.
The royal family at the time moved to an island and called it the Yellow Island, where all the residents on the island changed their last name to "Yarrow". | Yellow Island's status remained ambiguous. It wasn't really a country though it seemed like one, and it belonged to the territory of neither Nord City nor Bern City. Its existence was truly one of a kind.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLouisa raised her brows. "Why? Did my identity scare you out of your wits?" — Mia nodded. "T was slightly taken aback. That explains why you're so spoiled." "What? Are you nuts? I know you're jealous that I'm from Yellow Island.
With noble blood, I'm just far more superior than you peasants! That's why you're deliberately mocking me. I know what you're thinking." Mia was flabbergasted. She'd seen people with bizarre personalities after all this while, but Louisa's impudence really threw her off.
"Fuck off!" Louisa shoved her aside and hollered, "Now that you know who I'am, get out of my way! Otherwise, you'll be very sorry as well. I want to
meet Nicholas now. Ask him to come out now, or I'll blow this place to pieces!" Losing her balance, Mia nearly toppled over. Just then, someone dashed toward her and enveloped her in his arms. Both of them collapsed to the floor. With her head cradled between a pair of strong hands, she fell down unscathed.
Mia caught a familiar scent. She glanced up in surprise and gasped, "It's you?" She didn't expect Timothy to show up at all. Why was he here? Did he stalk her to the research institute? Mia had a bad feeling about this.
Timothy frowned and said, "Who else did you expect?" He sounded upset, as
he thought Mia had expected Nicholas to save her.
Mia sat up in silence, noticing that his movements seemed awkward. His left hand was seemingly injured.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHaving come to her rescue in the nick of time, he had to bear the weight of two people when they fell to the ground. He took all the damage in her stead.
Mia reached out and took his left hand.
"Where does it hurt?" Timothy inhaled sharply. He snapped, ""Are you trying to break my hand?" "Stop talking nonsense. Let me see whether your injury is serious or not. I can treat you now if it's a mild injury."
"I'm fine. It's not a big deal," Timothy said grumpily, withdrawing his hand. ) Noting his stubbornness, Mia chanced a glance at him and restrained from exposing him. He was too wrapped up in his ego to acknowledge his injury.
She felt his hand earlier, and it didn't seem like he had a fracture. It might be just a bruise or a sprain.
Louisa suddenly clapped her hands.
"Another man with a death wish. Not anyone could be a knight in shining armor, alright? You might even lose your life." |